Dark Descent

Free falling, falling, falling as through air closing my eyes to see what vision awaits me Reality’s out-stretched hand fading like a dream misty winds howl past hurtling at the speed of thought a descent into tarturus Shrill Screams of caged minds, jarring my eyes open at the last second as my body turns into an embrace of stony poseidon

Descent is the topic of this week’s challenge. My photo was taken by descending into a roadside drain, my poem expresses a descent of the mind into scream filled enclaves.